After roughly thirty minutes, Yichan and others arrived at Rogers mansion. They quietly got in and settled down on the couch.

"What took you so long?" Muchan inquired. ​ ​

"Traffic was really very bad," Guiren answered.

Looking around, Bojing inquired, "Where is Lucas and Guang?"

Helpless shaking his head, Muchan sighed, "They are upstairs, playing with robots like kids."

Looking at them who were happily having a conversation and pretending like everything was normal, Roger frowned, "What the hell is happening? Will any of you take the pleasure to tell me?"

"So this is how you greet your guests?" Looking at Muchan, Yichan inquired, "Did he offer you anything?"

"Nope, not even a glass of water," he answered.

"Tch, what an ungrateful and inhospitable host," Yichan mockingly scoffed.

Gritting his teeth, Roger jerked his head towards Latif and instructed, "Go get some snacks and refreshments."

Without wasting any more time, Latif rushed towards the kitchen to instruct the kitchen helper.

"Hey man, you guys are here," Guang exclaimed before walking towards the couch along with Lucas.

Looking at Lucas, Roger narrowed his eyes, "What are you doing here?"

Sitting beside him, Lucas answered, "Well, I am here to thank you for taking all the trouble and asking Ning to warn me."

"I didn't do it for you." When he raised his brows, Roger added, "I did it for my inner peace."

"Yeah well, whatever the reason is, I am just glad that you took the initiative to let me know about it though I already knew that he was—" Stopping midway, Lucas chuckled and helplessly shook his head. A father trying to kill his own blood, sounded very inappropriate and unrealistic but did he care? No he didn't, in fact, he never cared about the man who had a really small role in his upbringing.

"You already knew?" When Lucas nodded his head, Roger scrunched his brows, "If you did then why didn't you tell me?"

"Why should I? It isn't like we were super close when we were young and you always act so distant—"

Cutting him off, he inquired, "When did you find out?"

"The first time someone attacked me, I saw the emblem on his arm." Taking a deep breath, Lucas chuckled, "Honestly, I thought it was more funny and weird than sad or whatever."

Without waiting for Roger's reply, Lucas looked at him and stated, "Dad has always been toying us Roger, both of us. Though I am long past that toying phase and managed to drag my butt out, you are still stuck there."

"What do you mean?" Roger frowned.

"He means that you have been terribly tricked by your father," Yichan answered.

When Roger scrunched his brows, Muchan took out his phone and explained, "Before we get into the details, you should watch this first."

Taking the phone from his hand when Roger saw the video, he frowned, "That is Ning but who is the woman with her?" Thinking that she looks familiar, he zoomed the video only to widen his eyes in shock. He couldn't believe what he was seeing and about to say. "H-How can this be possible?" he muttered in disbelief before replaying the video.

After watching for more than five times, he looked at Yichan, "This woman—"

"It's Angella, she is alive," Yichan answered.

Tightening his grip around the phone, Roger gritted his teeth, "What kind of trick are you people trying to play with me again? You people just love playing with my feelings, don't you? Just because I am being a bit hostile to you all, don't think that I have forgotten everything. You—"

Cutting him off, Lucas snapped, "He is right Roger, Angella is very much alive and breathing." When Roger glared at him, he added, "We have proof."

"Proof? What kind of proof?" Roger inquired.

"Apart from the CCTV footage, we needed a more solid and defined proof to rely on so we asked Linhou to go to that hospital and gather a few information," Guiren further explained.

"But before we get into that, I want to know something." Pausing for a while, Bojing asked, "Did you attend Angella's funeral?"

Roger shook his head and answered, "No I didn't, I just couldn't attend it." Balling his hand into a fist, he gritted his teeth, "I didn't have the guts to attend it." After Angella's death, Roger was traumatized and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't stop blaming himself for everything that had happened. If he hadn't left her alone that day, nothing would have happened, Angella would have been alive. The mere thought of his young sister losing her life because of his carelessness made him feel guilty. He had to go through different stages of anxiety and depression before his condition stabilized, it had been super tough for him.

"But Lucas—"

Cutting Roger off, Lucas stated, "No I didn't."

Scrunching his brows, he frowned, "You didn't attend the funeral as well? But why?"

"Because no one told me when and where it was going to happen," Lucas happened.

Pursing his lips, Roger remarked, "Now that is strange because dad told me about the funeral but I refused to attend it. Why didn't he tell you about it?"

"He did not tell master Lucas about it because there was no funeral," Latif stated before walking towards them.

"Latif you—"

"I have been working for your father for more than thirty years now but the last ten years with you have been incredibly special. Though I have been forbidden to tell you this but I have no other choice now, I can no longer keep you in the dark," Latif sighed.

"Wait are you that Wulos guy?" Muchan inquired.

"No he is Latif, he stays with me all the time and Wulos works for my father," Roger explained.

Scrunching his brows, Lucas frowned, "I thought that guy's name was Wallice."

"Uh huh because you used to call him Wallice but his name is Wulos." Pausing for a while, Roger added, "You even used to call Latif with some different name, I think it was Farik."

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SPECIAL AUTHOR'S NOTE:-

This month has been really tough for me, I felt very burnt out and was also down with a cold and cough for a few days. I feel a little better today so I decided to write a couple of chapters.

I hope you all will understand, I'll update more next month and compensate for the loss :)

With love,

Sofia ♥

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